When You Touch Me I Lay here and dream of you Touching me through The silk and perfume Musk and honey suckle Dew drops and rain Fragrance of you and me Fills my senses, Intoxicates my brain Each caress, a soft brush of desire My lips are parted Moist and willing To feel your passion fill me within I see your face Your smile. Your eyes. The twinkle with a naughty rise I bite my lip Just slightly swollen I want that kiss not bought or stolen
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